"I think so. Although the story is a household name, we can make a follow-up to it."
Speaking of excitement, Fu Nuan took the script full of annotations, sat down by the bed, leaned in front of Rongyu, pointed to one of them and said: "I have never liked such tragedies. People in love cannot Staying together, although it turned into a butterfly in the end, how short is the life of the butterfly... I want to give them a perfect ending, such as...
Without waiting and expressing her attitude, the woman knocked her head for herself, and her inspiration flashed.
correct! Isn't this a good idea to renew fate
I have been thinking and meditation for so long, but I didn't expect to dictate in front of Rong Yu, and I would say such a good idea in a hurry.
"You are really my source of inspiration!"
She hugged him excitedly and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek.
After realizing what he had just done, Fu Nuan's face was flushed unnaturally, and he raised his eyes to meet the man's eyes, only to see that he was staring at her.
alarm! dangerous!
The woman chuckled, changed the subject hurriedly, and then went back to the script.
Rong and raising eyebrows, noncommittal.
He had to say something, and he was afraid of damaging the little woman's enthusiasm, so he had to listen to her silently.
"I want to set the script this time so that they have reached the modern age and continue their frontiers. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are respectively aliased as Liang Sanbai and Zhu Xiaoying. Liang Sanbai is a troubadour who travels through famous mountains and rivers, and Zhu Xiaoying is A composer and pianist, the two met in a place called'Butterfly Valley' in search of creative inspiration..."
After talking about the whole idea, Fu Nuan stopped and put his hands together in front of him, his face filled with a happy smile.
"then?"
"Then, of course, everyone is happy, reincarnated and reincarnated! How is it? Isn't it creative?"
Rong Yu's thin lips pressed tightly, unable to bear her questioning, and faintly replied: "Want to listen to the truth?"
"Of course!"
"The truth is, it's boring."
"Why is it boring!" Fu Nuan was puzzled, and moved to the man's side, put the script under his nose, pointed and said: "Let's take a look, it's very interesting!"
Rong Yu took the script from her, tapped her head lightly, and said helplessly: "Mr. Fu, read less novels in the future, and put more serious things in his mind."
"What! What's not serious..."
Fu Nuan murmured, Professor Rong was really not interesting at all!
She is angry, very angry!
"Then you return the script to me, I'm about to start writing!"
With that, she reached out and was about to get back the script in his hand.
Rong Yu ducked sideways, hid the script behind her, and wrapped her waist with one hand. Taking advantage of the situation, the two fell into the depths of the big bed.
"What are you doing!"
She stared at the boy angrily, thinking that he was thinking about that thing again.
The man remained unmoved, and said solemnly: "Sleep."
"I don't, the script is not finished yet."
She struggled to sit up, but was buckled by his big palm and couldn't move.
"It's late, go to bed."
Rong Yu hugged her tightly, closed her eyes, her breathing gradually calmed down.
Fu Nuan waited quietly for a while, thinking that he was asleep, and tried to get up. Unexpectedly, the man opened his eyes as soon as he moved. The cold light projected from a pair of dark pupils made her shudder.
"Are you so energetic? Mrs. Rong."
A breath of danger came oncoming, Fu Nuan laughed awkwardly, and said: "I... Actually I'm not too sleepy. Or go to sleep first. I'll write a script to relieve my excess energy."
"Release excess energy?"
Rong Yu squinted slightly, and asked meaningfully.
Fu Nuan didn't know how to respond, and nodded after thinking for a moment: "Yes! Wait until I'm sleepy before going to sleep."
When the words fell, she wanted to take the opportunity to get out of his arms, but she didn't want to be pressured by the man for the next moment.
"Eh?"
Fu Nuanxing's eyes widened, staring at the man on him, not daring to move.
What is this operation
Seeing her bewildered, Rong Yu chuckled and scratched her nose, her voice a little bewildering: "In addition to writing scripts, there is a better choice to dispose of excess energy."
Seeing the dangerous color across his ink-colored pupils, Fu Nuan was shrewd. He was thinking...
A trace of crimson crept up on her cheeks, and she slandered herself secretly. Why is Mr. Rong always thinking about lustful things these days? Can you chat seriously and happily
"I feel bad." Fu Nuan said solemnly, "Mr. Rong, Professor Rong! I'm doing business, can you not think about the ones that are not?"
As she said, she touched Rongyu's hair soothingly, and learned his usual tone of voice to her: "Hey, go to sleep by yourself."
"Fu Nuan."
Rong Yuyun lightly called her full name, which sounded nothing wrong, but Fu Nuan saw the sharp light in his eyes.
"You have become increasingly disobedient recently."
The woman shrank her neck, pretending to be calm, "It's you who are making trouble for no reason, and they are doing business! Either accompany me to write the script, or you sleep by yourself, you choose!"
Now in Fu Nuan's eyes, everything that hinders her from writing scripts is the "class enemy", including Rong Yu.
She must fight to the end, she can't be counseled!
"I count to three. If I don't sleep well, I will help you'spent' your excess energy."
The reason why he deliberately emphasized the word "consumption" couldn't be more obvious.
Fu Nuan looked at the script, then at Rong Yu.
I saw three big words written on someone's face: No discussion.
Ok. She admits that she persuaded...
If Rong Yu's so-called "consumption" were to be practiced by him, she would definitely have a backache again tomorrow.
She wanted to do the last bit of struggle, looked at him eagerly, and said, "Can you give me another half an hour?"
Rong Yumei raised slightly, noncommittal, the cold expression on his face clearly told her: No.
"Ok… "
In the end Fu Nuan was defeated and had no choice but to compromise. After taking a shower in the bathroom, he obediently lay down beside the man.
This is considered a strategy. If it is really tossed all night, it is unknown whether he can get out of bed tomorrow.
Still follow his wishes, go to bed first, and then get up early and struggle with the script.
"Close your eyes."
Rong Yu's deep voice brought a bit of indisputable dominance.
Fu Nuan nodded and closed his eyes with a very good manner.
"good night."
Seeing her rare cooperation, the man bowed his head and gently kissed her on the lips, encircling her in his arms in a very possessive posture.
Fu Nuan didn't want to sleep at all, leaning quietly in his face and arms, sleeping in a fake sleep, his mind was full of stories from the script.
I don’t know how long it took, she gradually fell asleep and had an endless dream. In the dream, she became Zhu Xiaoying, and Liang Sanbai became—
Tolerance!
Okay, this is an absurd dream, but the woman feels happily in her heart, sinking into the dream and reluctant to wake up...